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Itzal walked through the forest. He like it here, with the trees all around him and the sounds of animal alive in the bushes and trees. It helped to relax him when he went for a walk in them. The smell of the trees were like an old friend to him. Not to mention the white of the snow that was covering them. He had wandered out here to see what he could find, and he liked what he had, the forest. He pricked his ears, listening to the leaves and trees swaying in the wind.

Then he let out a yip of surprise when snow from a branch over his head had fallen onto his nose. He shook his head to get it off. And then laughed at himself. He decided to find a nice quiet place to go and lay down. Itzal found a nice shady patchy of snow, and layed down in it, his fur appearing gray is in the shadows and surounded by all the snow.

He considered what had happened to him in the few short minutes he had been at the bored. Meet the jackal, being accepted into the pack. It amazed him how so fast his life could change, it even scared him some, but he was happy to be in the pack. His thoughts began to wander as he day dreamed of how this place would look in the summer. Beautiful he was sure.


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